Da Da Da ......

It's raining heavily.

The rain came inexplicably, and the ground around it was quickly wet.

Du Wei looked up at the gloomy sky.

In a trance.

His eyes became a little ugly.

Suddenly it started raining.

How much rain has it been in New York......

Seem.

Ever since Du Wei first came into contact with evil spirits, he can remember it raining most of the time, either in New York or in other cities.

Even, he flew to Poland, the kind of transnational place in Western Ghana.

The rain hasn't stopped.

The main thing is:

"Why is it raining at this time?"

Du Wei couldn't help but say it.

Brand on the side consciously touched his mask, and in it, a dark will immediately sent out a feedback, which was the power of the demon spirit.

All the rain, though, fell on the two of them.

But when it was approaching, he was affected by an invisible force and deliberately avoided the two of them.

Finish doing these.

Brand said, "Your Excellency, you seem to hate rainy days?" ”

In his memory, in the city of Victorian London, the inhuman act of becoming a god in armor began with a rainstorm.

Du Wei looked at Brand and said in a complicated tone: "I don't hate rainy days, but I hate that I encounter rainy days." ”

Brand was somewhat incomprehensible.

He had no choice but to shake his head, pointed ahead and said, "The cemetery is in front, and I already feel that there is a terrible presence moving inside. ”

"Once it's settled, we'll leave."

Du Wei nodded, and his pace quickened a lot.

It's just that he is a little uneasy in his heart.

Seriously, it's not good to go out every time it rains.

Especially at Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

To know.

This is where the bus used to stop.

"My luck shouldn't be that bad."

"The bus and the house of horrors are still fighting, it can't get here, after all, although it has a grudge against me, it hasn't run into me again for a long time."

……

It rained all the time.

Soon, Dewey and Brand walked in the torrential rain and came to the area of the cemetery.

He looked ahead.

I found that as far as the eye could see, all the tombstones were broken.

And in the deepest place, on a tombstone, there is a black stain that has been clearly struck by lightning, and a large area is connected to the ground.

Break in the middle.

The top half fell to the ground, and the photograph that was originally sealed in the gel could not be seen in its original appearance.

But......

The more and more cold horror swept over everything around him.

Dewey winked at Brand.

The latter immediately took it easy, and the whole person became more vigilant.

The further you go, the more you go inside.

The cold breath became stronger and stronger.

Moreover, the funeral march, which was originally blocked, actually seeped in, and the mournful piano sound was poured directly into the ears of the two.

Although it is not so clear yet.

But Du Wei's emotions have been a little out of control.

He tried to keep his composure.

forcibly pressed down those damn broken pictures, and the breath of the whole person became a little manic.

A mask worn on the face.

trembled slightly, assimilating the demon god in it, causing the sleeping evil spirit Du Wei to also seem to be affected.

It's okay for Du Wei to be affected.

He can keep his sanity and have his own bottom line.

But the evil spirit Du Wei is different.

It is extremely rational, accompanied by cold-bloodedness, it disdains to erase life, but when there is a presence that touches those forbidden areas, it will really be violent.

Brand next to him was fine.

He wasn't too affected.

Because in terms of strength, he is a real top hunter, unlike Du Wei, who relies on external forces and seems to be powerful, but in fact he doesn't have enough hole cards, so he doesn't have any sense of security at all.

Brand said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency Duke, have you seen that sarcophagus, I can feel that there is a very terrifying existence inside, trying to get out of it. ”

"It could be Rien Hamel, but I feel the breath of a demon."

Du Wei said calmly: "Yes, I feel it too, so that mask should be with it, it seems to control that demonic spirit, or has it replaced the other party?" ”

Brand said, "Just give it a try and you'll know." ”

With that, he took a deep breath and took a step forward.

The mask on his face suddenly became tighter like a living thing, and it could even be said that the edge of the mask was directly submerged into the flesh.

It grew with his face.

In a trance.

Dewey was behind Brand and saw a human face.

The man's face was distorted into a ball, and there was no difference between the facial features at all, but on the forehead, a vertical eye appeared, without the whites of the eyes, and the pupils were yellow......

As soon as the human face appeared, it disappeared strangely.

It's as if what Dewey sees is just a fantasy.

But actually.

Only Brand knew that under the mask at this time, his face was exactly the same as the fantasy that Du Wei saw.

The Vanity Cult's method of stealing the power of the demon god is very extreme and very weird.

They kneaded together strength and masks.

In an unknown way, they became carriers of the power of the demon gods.

The mask is a switch.

I have to say that although hunters can't distinguish between good and evil, the way they gain power is so desperate.

The more you gain, the more you lose.

"Get out."

Brand's voice was already a little distorted, and the words were almost uttered through gritted teeth.

He stomped his foot.

Immediately, boom.

The stone coffin was pulled straight out of the dirt and flew out of the air, splashing muddy dirt everywhere.

Torrential rain is pouring down.

When the sarcophagus fell to the ground, the rain was already crackling down on it, washing away the dirt.

But what's even weirder is that.

Even so, the entire sarcophagus did not break open, only a gap remained.

Brand didn't stop.

He stretched out his hands backwards, back to back, and then as if he was holding something, trying to tear it apart.

But it didn't work out.

Inside the sarcophagus, the sound of clicking kept ringing.

It seems impossible to withstand Brand's power.

However, it was not broken or separated.

The two are at a stalemate.

Seeing this, Du Wei's eyelids jumped wildly.

He felt a deep sense of unease, because what was happening in front of him was not what he had expected.

"Wait a minute, Brand, something is wrong."

As soon as the words fell.

Brand immediately stopped, he turned his head and asked, "Your Excellency Duke, have you found anything?" ”

Du Wei was about to answer.

But there was a hint of disbelief in Brand's eyes.

As if he had seen some terrifying scene, he couldn't help but blurt out, "You weren't killed by him?" ”

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